#omega is so not even fazed

[questforgalas]

Sibling moments in the Bad Batch that live rent free in my head

S1E1 "Aftermath"

will shout it until i'm blue in the face but how in synch they are is unmatched to any other battalion (yes even the 501st as much as it pains me to say)

"Don't over think it, Wrecker" Crosshair babe it is possible to go more than 2 minutes without sassing your brothers. I know you don't believe it but it's true

Echo's big, patient eyes when Wrecker turns and asks "Exploits?" and getting ready to answer him before Crosshair butts in

Echo and Hunter's little smiles at Wrecker after he says "We're all ya need!"

literally skipped the Order 66 scene because i just genuinely cannot right now

but also Wrecker's extreme protectiveness of Hunter when the regs try looking for him 🥰

Echo's tired sigh when Tech over explains how long they've been gone

His even more tired sigh when he has to simplify it for Wrecker

Wrecker's face the whole time Tech is over explaining time zones

Hunter knowing Crosshair's looking at him without him making a sound (it's the sibling sixth sense, every sibling has it)

Crosshair crossing his arms when Hunter walks away. He's such a pouter i love him

All of Echo and Tech's glances at each other

Wrecker's shoulder shove to Tech

Tech's annoyed look at Wrecker after said shoulder shove

Hunter glaring down the reg who shoves Tech out of the way

Crosshair shoving his way into the barracks and Hunter's tired head shake at him

The Hunter/Crosshair glare off (Crosshair won, Hunter can glare but no one out glares the toothpick)

Wrecker jumping across the room purely to shove Crosshair's shoulder with enough force to make him stumble to then shove Lula in his face and force him into a side hug

literally just this perfect capture of siblings to ever grace Star Wars

Crosshair shoving Wrecker off

Wrecker retaliating by shoving Lula in Crosshair's face repeatedly

I'm crying laughing watching this scene again

Tech continuing his info ramble while his two brothers faux-wrestle, not fazed at all

Echo and Hunter just letting it happen

Tech and Crosshair's glare off (they need to stop trying to out glare him, they'll always lose)

"First time for everything" Tech you don't need to sass Hunter

Echo's pure look of "are you fucking kidding me?" at Wrecker when Wrecker says "you can say that again" about the emperor. Like Echo just wants one minute of normalcy

"Still don't think the regs are programmed" Tech needing to make sure his brothers knew he was right

so this now makes the separation even more sad, but I didn't notice until now how often Hunter and Crosshair look at each other, similar to Tech and Echo, when they're in a new situation or assessing something god that makes my heart hurt

Hunter and Crosshair's looks when Omega approaches them in the hallway

Crosshair's eye roll and head shake as Tech and Wrecker argue about being programmed

Echo's look at Tech like "just let him think he's right please he won't let this go"

"Well, I'm convinced"

Hunter's insulted look after Tech says "Hopefully not mental, clearly we'd never pass that" ���

Crosshair's "yeah he's right" accepting nod after he thinks about what Tech said 😂😂

Echo's insulted face when Wrecker punches him in the pec to then go right back into "don't fuck with us mode" at the regs

Wrecker escalating the situation after Hunter calmed it down

Not a single surprised face as the Batch turn to look at Wrecker after the tray is thrown

Hunter's no hesitation to start throwing fists

ECHO EXHAUSTEDLY RUBBING HIS HAND DOWN HIS FACE AND THEN SEEKING OUT A REG TO PUNCH 100000% SIBLING ENERGY

Crosshair ignoring the chaos around him letting his siblings be until someone fucks with his lunch

someone get Crosshair on a frisbee team

The batch coming to check on Echo 🥰

Crosshair and Wrecker betting on Echo's state

Crosshair's eye roll at losing said bet

Echo's sigh after the batch expertly sum up the citadel 😂

Hunter's amused smile at Wrecker

Wrecker shoulder shoving Tech (is that 2 for Tech and 1 for Echo so far?)

"Why don't you memorize them?" "I have!" Sibling 101: always sass even when in the middle of being shot at

Wrecker's tone when Tech gets shot off :(

"Tech hold tight buddy!" "I'm not going anywhere"

Wrecker's so impressed with Crosshair it's so fucking cute how proud they are of each other

Wrecker and Echo going right to Tech after the simulation 🥰

"He actually cried" "Hey! We both did!"

Crosshair's glare at Wrecker when he outs him

Tech and Wrecker arguing about Tech having to sleep next to a projectile

Crosshair's head shake at Tech and Wrecker

"Easy Wrecker, your programming's kicking in"

Tech is so subtly sassy in this episode

The entire exchange as they debate about the insurgents on Onderon

Crosshair's literal growl at being told he doesn't get to shoot anyone

so many sibling shoves this episode

Hunter and Crosshair's entire exchange on Onderon

"Well, I thought it was obvious" Tech is so done with his idiot siblings

Tech and Crosshair checking in with each other when Tarkin is talking in the hangar

"Smell's weird." "Because it's clean"

Wrecker and Tech's little smiles at Omega when they find her in the brig 🥰

Tech and Echo glances Tech and Echo glances

Omega checking in with Crosshair :(

All 4 batchers ready to absolutely throw hands when the reg stomach punches Hunter

Omega copying Hunter's movements

"Yeah well I beg to differ" Echo let him explain before you let the snark out!!!

"Astute as always Wrecker"

Hunter and Tech's tired sighs and head shakes at Wrecker's terrible attempt at distracting

Just broke out of prison and their first thought was finding their brother

they all just put on at least 20 pieces of armor in less than 30 seconds???

Their confusion and sadness when Crosshair walks in :(:(

Hunter and Crosshair's inability to not sass each other even when they're in a life-or-death standoff

oh no now they're separated and i'm sad and Croshhair's sad which makes me even more sad there's just so much sad

Wrecker refusing to cooperate so Tech and Echo can HEAL HIM

"You were down" "Yeah well not for long!"

Tech's smile and head shake at Wrecker's antics

#divider by djarrex #tay rewatches the bad batch #star wars #the bad batch #hunter #crosshair #wrecker #tech #echo #omega #the bad batch hunter #the bad batch crosshair #the bad batch wrecker #the bad batch echo #the bad batch tech #the bad batch omega

[corybiit]

I'm really curious to see Coryo's first interaction with Sejanus' parents, especially with Strabo Plinth. I hope they notice how Coryo helps Sejanus to stay out of trouble at school (and is his only friend) and start to have a soft spot for him as well.

I imagine Mr. Plinth listening behind the door, just to be pleasantly surprised to hear how Coryo helps Sejanus deal with the bullying, with life in the Capitol, or even defends him to his son, considering he was orphaned at a very young age and wishes he had parents that care about him, you know?

Do you think they know Coryo is an Omega? because if they do, I bet Mr. Plinth is not very subtle about who he wants his son to choose as a partner 😉 (I mean having the parents approval is the first step 😹)

Oh well, that isn't happening in a while still, but I believe Ma would warm up to Coryo instantly, just bc he's friends with Sejanus and Sejanus has probably talked about him at some point.

Strabo Plinth for me is still a bit of a mystery, i don't think he is abusive, in fact I think he is in some ways indulgent to his son, bc he is the only one he has and bc he really cares about keeping them safe. Moving to the capital was one way of doing it. And I think it is quite obvious bc of Sejanus way of acting, bc while he is untouchable for the rest of the world his father could easily have hurt him and disciplined him. And Sejanus really acts as someone who hasn't fazed strict punishment for his actions before.

I think at the beginning he would be a bit indifferent, like oh yes he is my son's best friend. But nothing much and then if he saw Coryo more he would get invested. This charming young man from an outstanding family being his son's only friend and protector, and on top of that he is so responsible and has an impeccable image. Even orphaned.

But I think Coryo is too good at hiding his weaknesses and he already has the whole system to back him up so idk how would Strabo be in a situation to want to protect him, but it could be if the situation was right. Or maybe a thing after seeing him. Like such a great young man should have comfort and protection. Maybe a thought like that.

I do think they know he'san omega, bc there's no shame in being any sub gender in the capitol, I think bc of how the capitol elite works and gossips and everyone kind of knows everyone and their cousins. Coryo being an omega is general information, but I really don't think Sejanus would talk about courting with his father, so like, if Coryo were to be introduced to the Plinths, and Strabo was thinking about pairing his son up with someone the answer would be obvious.

#asks #cyanide dipped roses #tbosas #coriolanus snow #omega coriolanus snow #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #fic #alpha sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth #snowjanus #coriolanus x sejanus

[ellewritesandrants]

Another Hidden Omega Billy AU! because I just had to.

Imagine Billy plastered after the Halloween Party and he goes to find Steve after the whole plenty of bitches in the sea thing and he immediately clings to Steve and asks Steve why he doesn’t like Billy.

“Steevvviiiiieee, why don’t you like meeeee?” Billy slurred, practically falling on the bench beside him and wrapping his arm around Steve’s shoulder.

Steve stared at him, unwilling to believe the sight he was seeing.

“Hargrove, you’re wasted.”

“Noooo, I’m just tiiipppsssyyyy! You’re the one that’s wasteded.” Billy declared.

Steve rolled his eyes.

“Right. I’m definitely the one who’s slurring my words.”

“You says it, not me. Anyway, why don’t you like meeee? I want yoooouuuuu to like meeeeeeeee!” He said, pointing to Steve before pointing to himself at the right moments.

Steve chose to indulge him.

“I like you just fine when you’re not being an asshole, Hargrove.”

“But how am I supposed to get your attention?” He whined.

Steve couldn’t understand what Billy was trying to say.

“What?”

“How should I get your attention then, pretty boy?”

Steve honestly didn’t know if he should take Billy seriously at this point. The teen must’ve been drunk off his ass to be saying bullshit like this and a small part of Steve wanted to mess with Billy knowing he’d most likely forget everything with how much alcohol he’d ingested.

“Help me take care of my pups, then.”

Billy looked gobsmacked and Steve had to hold in his laughter at how weirdly adorable the blond looked when he was shocked and wasted.

“Huh?”

“I recently took in some pups as pack. They could use more guidance, you know.”

“And you’ll like me if I do it?” Billy asked, seemingly earnest with his ocean blue eyes wide.

Steve snorted.

“Sure, why not?”

“You’ve got yourself a deal!” Billy declared, raising his finger to the sky before swaying and ultimately, landing his head onto Steve’s shoulder and passing out.

Billy wakes up surrounded by Steve’s scent in a guest bedroom wearing the same clothes as the night before, with a headache to kill all headaches. He spotted a Tylenol and a glass of water on the bedside table and he immediately takes it as he’s flooded by the memories of last night’s shenanigans. He’s thankful that he wasn’t stupid enough to reveal his designation but fuck, the things he’s revealed were even more embarrassing than that. What had gotten over him that he’d confronted Steve Harrington about not liking him?

He slowly and gingerly made his way downstairs where he saw Steve dancing along to the music on the radio while wearing a kiss the chef apron. Billy mumbled don’t mind if I do while going down since he knew Steve was too busy to notice him. He decided to do Steve a favor and let him know he was there when Steve was done using the stove since that could end badly.

“Good morning, pretty boy.”

“Jesus, fuck, Hargrove. Make some noise next time. You’ll give me a heart attack if you keep that up.”

“That’s the last thing I’d want to do, sweetheart. After all, you’re the only one who can keep up with me on and off the court in this shitty little town.”

Steve was not impressed.

“Uh huh. Did you take the Tylenol?”

“Yep. Thanks for that by the way. Did I do anything too bad last night?”

Billy wanted to see if Steve would tell him the truth or not.

“Nothing too bad, just draped yourself all over me asking why I didn’t like you.” Steve said, grinning like the cat that got the cream.

Billy didn’t let that faze him.  

“Oh, pretty boy, I would have asked that question sober if I knew you’d answer me honestly.”

Steve snorted and Billy, strangely enough, found that weirdly adorable.

“If you say so, Hargrove. Sit and have some breakfast before I drop you off at Tina’s place to get your car.”

“Aw, a classic American breakfast and a ride? Oh, sweetheart, you really shouldn’t have!” Billy cried out, holding his hands to his chest.

“Laugh it up, Hargrove. Just because my parents raised me to take care of a guest properly doesn’t mean I won’t throw you out if you get too crazy.”

“Don’t worry, pretty boy. I’ll be on my best behavior when your parents come down.”

“It’s just us, Hargrove. My parents are in Italy for some business deal and we’re the only ones here.”

That was odd. Billy knew that Steve was an only child so it didn’t make any sense to him as to why Steve’s parents could leave for so far away without taking their pup. That’s the entire reason why he was even in this hellhole called Hawkins. Hell, Neil was an asshole who beat him up on a regular basis, but he was the first to beat up anyone who called his son a faggot. Granted, he’d beat up Billy after for even seeming like a faggot in public but the thought still counted.

 “How long are they out?”

“Don’t think about it. My days of hosting parties here are long gone.”

“I wasn’t thinking about parties, pretty boy even though I’ll admit that crossed my mind for a second or two. I was asking because it isn’t healthy for pack bonds to be stretched like that.”

Steve shrugged.

“It’s not that bad when you’re used to it and they’ve been going for trips like this for as long as I can remember. Anyway, the other members of my pack make it easier to deal with.”

“Like the pups?”

Billy watched as Steve’s face lit up as he told Billy all about his pups that he’d recently taken under his wing. It didn’t really make any sense to him how they’d gravitated towards him and vice versa but he found himself forming pack bonds with them pretty quickly and that was that.

Billy spent the rest of the morning there eating breakfast with Steve, listening to him talk about his pups as if they hung the stars up in the heavens and Billy soaked every minute of it up. Here he was, in the kitchen of the alpha he’s liked since he saw him, eating the breakfast the very same alpha prepared for him. It was a surreal experience and reality soon came crashing down after in the form of a drive to pick up his car and the beating that accompanied his late return.

When he came back to school, Billy’s ribs were tender and he wasn’t allowed to buy lunch for the rest of the week. Somehow, someway, Steve noticed Billy wasn’t in the cafeteria during their shared lunch period and when he found him chain-smoking in his car to stave off the hunger, his alpha instincts practically forced him to go over there and to offer up his second sandwich that Billy reluctantly accepted.

This started up a habit of Steve and Billy eating in or by either of their cars and actually talking to each other. Steve doesn’t really know why but he really likes taking care of Billy and he doesn’t stop since it calms his alpha instincts. Billy stopped practically boxing Steve in at every basketball practice and Steve found himself actually becoming friends with the younger boy.

Cue the unlucky moment that Billy’s long scheduled heat was about to hit and he was forced to go out and look for his pup step-sister who sneaked out. He finds Max with another pup trapped on the bus while a bunch of weird dogs circled it. Billy went feral, running a few over before grabbing the crowbar he always kept by the driver’s door and going to town on the dogs. He only stopped when the dogs ran away and he had gotten on board, only to find Steve with the other pup and Max.

At this point, Billy’s instincts were driving him crazy, leading to him grabbing Max and aggressively scenting her after removing his scent blockers which led to Steve figuring out that Billy was an omega and that he was on the cusp of heat. He convinces Billy to bring Max with him to a safe place since the dogs were still roaming around. Steve promises to protect the omega and his pup which Billy happily agrees to.

They manage to get through the rest of the night with no issue with Billy helping them with burning down the main hub after being tricked by the pups to do it since they wouldn’t be safe until they did it. When Max talks of going home, Billy whines which automatically puts Steve on edge.

He goes to the adults with his suspicions and they agree that it’s odd but they have to bring him home but Jim will stay and watch for a bit to calm Steve’s instincts down. Instead, Jim goes full feral alpha when he sees Neil move to strike Billy down and he rescues Billy from the house and after asking him where he wanted to go, he was brought to Steve’s place.

Steve struggles to control himself with the omega in heat staying in his guest room but somehow, he does control himself enough to last through it all. Once Billy’s out of heat and more coherent, Steve and Billy have a talk about everything and Steve asks him if he meant it when he said he wanted Steve to like him, which makes Billy bashful when he quietly says yes. Steve asks if he could court Billy and Billy agrees.

He's taken in by Hopper after his heat and he grows especially close with El who also becomes really close with Max. Joyce acts more like his mom than Susan and his real mom ever did even if she and Hopper had yet to start dating and when Hopper and Joyce find out about Steve courting Billy, Steve gets the shovel talk of a lifetime.

Billy ends up becoming really close to Will too since he bonds with his fellow gay William and when Hopper and Joyce eventually get together and get married, Billy’s more than happy to gain a couple of brothers to add to his two sisters.

Soon enough, Billy has the same pack members as Steve, and he finds the family he never thought he’d find in the town that he’d wanted to run away from. He finds happiness in the most unlikely of places and for once, he’s thankful that a series of unfortunate events led to the best possible outcome he could never imagine.

#billy hargrove #harringrove #billy deserved better #billy hargrove deserved better #steve harrington #billy hargrove redemption #billy hargrove au #ellewritesandrants #omega billy hargrove #billy stranger things #stranger things rewrite #billy x steve #steve x billy #tw a/b/o #harringrove a/b/o #a/b/o au

[callsign-bunnie]

hey uhh- you got any of them omega rudy headcanons?

I love that we're leaning into this HC dealer bit, lol! I got some good shit, y'know

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Not too insecure about it

Doesn’t let the alphas in the Vaqueros give him shit and they are still afraid of him

Still takes care of them, though. Making sure they have what they need, breaking rules so they can see their families, stuff like that.

Does unfortunately have to deal with really bad nesting during his heat cycle, even when on blockers, so he takes off for that time, regardless

Pretty strong scent but everyone at the base is used to it and ignores it

Still the whole plotline of following Alejandro into the military, just the added angst of the whole “omega in the military thing”

Presented kind of early, but it was obvious even as a kid because he was still kind of small

Hates the word petite, do not use it around him

Makes sure omega Vaqueros get really good healthcare and time off for heats/baby related stuff

Infertile, kind of a touchy subject but has moved on

Does use scent blockers when he’s on missions with Alejandro. No, no one should care that Alejandro’s second in command is an omega, but they do and it’s best to just avoid that whole problem

One (1) recruit tried to say he wasn’t going to take orders from an omega. That did not happen ever again because Rodolfo gave him a fairly harsh punishment and then Alejandro threatened him within an inch of his life.

Despite being quiet, has no problem stepping up to Alphas bigger than him if they need to be stuck in their place

Still went through that whole faze of having to learn how to beat up people bigger than him because Alejandro still got into a lot of trouble as a teenager

His heats are fairly aggressive, so he takes heat blockers for the most part. Especially because they almost immediately trigger Alejandro’s rut and that Is A Problem

Alejandro knows Rodolfo can take care of himself, but if you mess with Rodolfo, you have to go through Rodolfo and then Alejandro, who’s morals are questionable as is. It’s better just to not.

While he’s a romantic, he thinks traditional courting is an unnecessary process. He much prefers just dates and gifts

Dreams of settling down one day but unsure if that will actually happen

#Alejandro Vargas #Rodolfo Parra #Alejandro x Rodolfo #Aledolfo #Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare II #Call Of Duty #omega Rodolfo Parra #omegaverse #omega rodolfo #headcanons #queue for dinner again hunny?

[im-his-druidess]

Omega goes to an Alpha and clings on them to get away from another creepy Alpha/Beta.

With Marc or Jake please 🥰

I chose Jake! I hope you like it! 💙

My Hero

(pt 2)

You were ready to make a scene.

The Alpha in front of you was clearly tipsy, watery eyes glued to your chest the entire time you gritted out curt responses to his forced conversation, and you smacked his wandering clammy hands away from your backside more times than you cared to count. You were beyond fed up with the sad excuse for an Alpha, but a small knot of anxiety stopped you from calling him out. He had practically corned you at the bar and the bartender seemed oblivious to your increasingly panicked stares. Even your protests of having a boyfriend, however untrue, didn’t seem to faze him and instead caused him to leer at you in a way that had you fighting the bile rising in your throat. You were seriously regretting your late night drink. Thankfully, the bartender decided to cut him off for the night, and he was distracted long enough for you to slip away and escape further into the bar.

The few people who lingered around barely looked in your direction and you began to panic once more as you glanced over your shoulder and spotted the Alpha finally noticing your absence. Flashes of grisly newspaper articles with your picture attached raced through your head as anxiety gripped you and you honestly considered crawling out the bathroom window until your wild eyes settled on a lone man sitting slumped against the far corner of the bar. He was curled over his drink, with a wild mop of dark curls peeking out from underneath a newsboy hat, black leather gloves placed neatly next to his glass on the bar top, and his tan skinned glowed beautifully under the neon lights from what you could see. What caught your attention was his broad shoulders and tight intimidating scowl curling his lips.

In your panicked state your inner Omega deemed him safe.

Not thinking much else, you darted over towards him, and you stumbled in your heels in your haste and collided into him with a small ‘oof’. The man grunted in surprise as he immediately reached out to steady you, but your eyes were glued to the creeper prowling towards you from across the bar.

Your hands fisted into the lapel of the man’s jacket as your eyes whipped back around and you met his deep brown eyes with the terror you could feel clawing at your chest.

“There’s this creepy guy and he won’t leave me alone and I’m getting scared. I don’t know what to do, I’m all alone, I even told him I have a boyfriend, which I mean I don’t and I think he knows that, and he still won’t leave me alone,” you rambled breathlessly and the man in front of you stared at you with utter confusion.

Then, dark obsidian eyes flicked over your shoulder and hardened into something fierce. He shifted off his seat and lightly pushed you so you were standing on his other side and you followed his gentle prodding while keeping a hand clutched to his jacket. You realized that he had put you close to the wall and then put himself on your other side, effectively blocking any access to you. The man took a deep breath before he ducked his head and ran his stubbled jaw across your throat, effectively scenting you publicly, and you were too shocked at the display to jerk away. His lips found your scent gland, tentatively brushing against it in a way that had you automatically tilting your chin up, and you heard him murmur appreciatively.

Your inner Omega preened at making the Alpha happy. He moved a little closer, a strong arm coming to curl loosely around your waist, and you finally caught a whiff of his scent. Spiced citrus, whiskey, and clean laundry filled your nose and made your brain fuzzy in a way alcohol never could.

“Jake,” the man whispered against your skin in a voice lightly accented, lips moving against your throat in a way that shouldn’t have been as erotic as it was, and you were momentarily confused by his words as he pulled back to grab his drink.

Only to bodily flinch when you saw the drunk Alpha loitering beside him.

“I hear you’re giving my girl trouble,” the man, ‘Jake’ she mentally corrected, said to the man as he polished off his drink and you felt his arm around your waist tighten.

You realized you had slowly burrowed yourself into his side.

The creeper squinted at Jake, clearly eyeing him suspiciously, and your hero narrowed his own eyes.

“She doesn’t smell like you,” the man slurred and you could feel the way Jake’s body tensed next to you and you realized that was why he had scented you only seconds earlier.

“You tried scenting my Omega?” he said lowly, danger clear in every syllable that rolled off his tongue, and you could almost imagine that you really were his Omega that he was protecting.

Jake leaned closer and aggression rolled off him in waves, but you weren’t scared of him. You probably should have been, an angry virile Alpha that had you clutched in his grasp, but you still felt safer than you had the entire night.

“You wanna try to fight me for her?” he continued, both taunting and angry with dark eyes glittering from underneath his hat, and you gasped lightly at the archaic practice he mentioned.

The creeper paled and took a stumbling step back as Jake took another step forward and it was your turn to step forward.

Your hand on his lapel tightened and your other arm wrapped around his waist from underneath his jacket. His body was firm, his body heat seeping through the thin material of his shirt, and you let a soft whine bubble up your throat.

“Jake,” you whispered and you mentally applauded yourself for not flinching in surprise when a warm hand reached up to cup the nape of your neck without taking his eyes off the man in front of him.

You shivered at the possessive touch, his long fingers brushing over your scent glands almost as if to soothe you, and the drunkard seemed to take that as his chance to flee.

“Jake,” you said again, a little more firmly as your eyes scanned his face, but his eyes were trained on the back of the retreating man with single-minded intensity that had a cold chill sweeping down your spine and his lips pressed into a thin line.

“Justice will catch up to him soon, princesita,” he muttered cryptically with a fleeting pleasant squeeze on your neck that made your eyes flutter and you suddenly didn’t care about the drunk creeper anymore.

Your attention was now focus on your hero who was now looking at you with curious eyes and a small smile curling his lips.

#jake lockley #moon knight #jake lockely x reader #moon knight x reader #a/b/o prompt fill #oscar isaac #oscar issac x reader #marvel cinematic universe #alpha jake lockley #the cryptid answers

[wildlife4life]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by: @elvensorceress @buddiearemydads and @shortsighted-owl Thank you so much ya'll!

Alright here is more from a/b/o verse with kidnapped pregnant buddie. Warning: contains acts of violence, guns, and blood.

“What the hell is going on back here?!” Came an aggravated male voice. The gas station attendant. A bored beta who barely met Doug’s eye and only sent a slightly concerned look towards Buck when they came in. Doug waved him off, excusing Buck’s soured scent due to being pregnant and the long car ride (he excluded that fact that he was tied up and the continuous abuse at his hand). No way was Doug going to be able to talk his way out this situation.

The attendant emerged in the doorway and Doug whipped around knife in hand, ready to attack, but then he froze. The beta didn’t come unarmed.  In a shaky hand he held a small revolver, pointed at Doug, “Police are on their way. I don’t care what this omega is to you, but you need to back away. Now.” His voice held false confidence.

Doug didn’t even flinch, not a whiff of fear came from a gun being pointed at him. If anything, it only made him angrier.  “This omega is mine and I can do whatever I damn well please. So back off. This is your only warning.” He growled, his alpha tone seeping through.

Braver than most, the beta shook his head, “I don’t care if he’s yours. I could smell the fear, the pain the moment he came inside and- “, a guttered roar from Doug was the man’s only warning before Doug leapt forward, knife in hand. 

Buck scrambled back the best he could from the fight, his instinct to protect himself and his pup from any further harm overriding the pain for a moment. Slumped back against the tiled wall, he could only watch and pray the beta came out on top.

The struggle for both weapons and the need to overpower one another lasted just moments.  A few kicks and punches from the beta didn’t seem to faze the raged alpha, and with a well maneuvered twist of the wrist and swift kick to the right knee, the gas attendant fell to floor, Doug’s knife embedded in his chest.

A quick look at his name tag revealed his name to be Tomas and Buck scrambled to try to help him, pain be damn. He may no longer be a firefighter, but Buck would always try to help those in need, especially one that had tried to save him. Placing his hands around the knife, Buck tried to stem the bleeding, “Hey, hey it’s okay.  You said it earlier, help is on the way, okay? Just-just keep breathing, easy deep breaths. Stay with me- “, BANG Blood spattered across Buck’s face and neck, and Thomas’s struggles immediately halted. Empty gray eyes stared up at him, his face covered in his own blood from the gunshot wound to the side of his head. Doug stood above them, his breath stuttering, and seeming just as surprised that he killed the beta.

“Oh my god.” Buck cried, pulling his blood hands away, “Oh my god.”

Doug quickly pulled himself together and gripped Buck’s right upper arm, “No more saving anyone.  Let’s go.”

Tagging: @ebdaydreamer @911onabc @bekkachaos

#wip wednesday #911 fox #911 abc #911 fic #buddie #buddie fic #a/b/o verse #mpreg #pregnant buck #evan 'buck' buckley #doug kendall #doug is the worst #gun violence #death #blood #knives #fighting #violence

[msfbgraves]

[Touch is not light or frivolous to him and Daniel being so free with his touches - he mistrusts that a little.] Interesting. I wonder if John ever shares his concerns over Daniel's free-affection with Terry, or if he ever believes that Daniel doesn't love Terry/would cheat on him, since he's so touchy-feely? On a flip note, does Betsy ever wish John were a little more physically affectionate if she sees/knows how Daniel/Terry are?

Betsy might wish for it fleetingly sometimes but they are quite happily married, if you get my drift, and if John would touch her more than he does now that might get more than a little overwhelming for them both.

John doesn't share any suspicions with anyone (though he has hinted about things needing to stay 'decent' at those omega beta afternoons of Daniel's when talking to Betsy. That was btw one of the few times she got honestly annoyed with him, as Tory, Johnny and she herself love them). But John does watch Daniel very intently, and Daniel knows this, and it irritates him, but this is Terry's most trusted friend and most important ally. No good can come from saying anything. There was a little scene that one time when John was coming to the Silver house, and he saw Daniel. With a handsome Italian man. Probably beta. Well dressed. The type a boy like this ought to have been with, if you'd ask him. Standing on a street corner. Talking in low voices. And then the older man pulled him close, ruffled his hair, and kissed his cheek...

So John positioned himself right into his line of sight. There he is, staring them both down, and when Daniel sees him, he isn't even fazed. He lifts his chin, and calls him out: "John! So good to see you." Well, John has called someone's bluff before, so he walks over, and Daniel says: "Michael, you remember our good friend John Kreese?" And that beta looks at him as if he's feckin prey. Daniel gives him the tiniest smirk, and says: "John, you've met my brother, Michael?" And that beta can't even be bothered to tilt his head. Instead he hugs Daniel again, tells him to take care of himself, and then turns the full blast of his gaze on John as he walks away from him. "Buona serra," he says, in a tone of voice that tells John these would have been the last words he'd ever hear if he'd been staring down the barrel of a gun right now. So he straightens his back and nods. "Would you like some eggplant, John, while you wait for Terry? I made it fresh," Daniel says, and he does not want some feckin eggplant, he wants the steak his Betsy's cooking him, and he's got places to be. He keeps looking at the brother though, till he is out of sight, before he gives Daniel Betsy's best and makes his excuses. Daniel brightens at his mate's name, and wants to get them cookies, but they have cookies too, and he'll see Terry at the Stallion tonight. Daniel doesn't listen, walks back anyway so he has to follow him inside where Daniel gives him those cheesy bites Tory likes so much. And it looks so inviting but John can suddenly see traces of the brother in him and he can't help thinking:

We shouldn't have let the LaRussos regroup...

#john kreese #john kreese/betsy #silverusso #mob au #knights and pawns #omegaverse

[idololivine]

Beta Edmond experiencing his first omega heat in a sexual setting? Like of course with his rank he would have to help and remove omegas from situations to protect them but its never fazed him. It's his job to protect.

But after getting closer to Oli he never been so distracted and drawn closer to his sweet milky scent it's embarrassing. Would he avoid Oli all together when he is closer to his heat because of how much it is?

Most knights are trained in handling incidents where someone goes into heat or rut in public. It's not a super common occurrence, but it does happen when someone is new to having a cycle or has one that is irregular, and it's disruptive enough that it's safest to have the knights handle it.

Edmond is fairly good at that sort of thing. Helping omegas in heat and alphas in rut demands him to maintain pure professionalism, and when he's in Work Mode he can compartmentalize well enough that even when they try to convince him to 'help' (wink wink, nudge nudge) he doesn't get too flustered to function.

It's different when it's the clan members. Edmond's very aware of what they do with Eiden and with each other, and these are people he sees regularly; he can't compartmentalize them into Work Strangers the same way. For the most part he tries to ignore it, but that's also hard when it's people he likes and are possibly attracted to.

When Olivine's heat approaches, Edmond finds it horribly distracting. Olivine's always had a nice scent, but it gets sweeter when his heat is close. But it'd be terribly rude to avoid Olivine because of it - it's not Olivine's fault, and Edmond can damn well control himself. So Edmond doesn't make a conscious effort to avoid Olivine, but it's definitely putting thoughts in his head that he would very much like to never examine.

#my posts #omegaverse #asks #anonymous #nu carnival olivine #nu carnival edmond #olimond

[bearsurvived]

continued x. @ofwings-andclaws

Oberyn prided himself to be a man of routine. So... Even despite having spent the night with Makhi (which Colin would have a field day about), the fae tailor still woke up early and set out to the kitchen to get his morning tea, slipping out of bed as quietly as possible and then grabbing Makhi's shirt to ward off the morning cold. Not even bothering with underwear (very unlikely of him).

Pleased enough to see that Makhi did have some herbs at hand he made a quick work of preparing a concoction to the both of them and then returned to the bear's bedroom with both mugs on hand, placing a mug for Makhi on the nightstand and then sitting by the edge of the bed to enjoy the warmth and the smell.

"It is..." He answered with ease, the male's voice also feeling as gentle on his skin as his hands had felt the night before. Until they grew firmer and... Reliving the memory only made shivers run down his spine and his breath get caught in his throat as it ran south. It's been so long... He thought to himself even as he felt the weight shifting on the bed, signaling that the bear had moved and sat behind him and he let himself be pulled into that big bear hug way too happily, feeling deliciously sore from the previous night's activity.

"I wanted to make us tea and didn't want to wake you up." He explained snuggling further against the strong body and the heat it sent to his. Oberyn would be lying if he said that having Makhi this close wasn't already having effects on his body. But then again... He was a fae and fae couldn't lie. "I believe you..."

And he did.

makhi didn't mean to imagine the fae in his furs - nothing underneath, just the leather & furs, with his beautifully pale skin on display, but.. seeing him like this - the alpha couldn't help his mind from wandering. calm. enough time for that later, tomorrow - next week. makhi had come to stay. there would be no escaping him now. he'd got a taste & he was gone. he already knew he'd end up in his bed when he set foot into the boutique that very first day.

the moment their eyes met, makhi knew. he'd felt it in his bones. he knew nothing would've stopped him & it didn't. not that he'd forced anything on oberyn. he'd never. well, maybe if .. his rut had overcome him, but usually - makhi was holding out quite well, he felt. growing up the way he did, he'd learned early that control was the most important lesson to master. one second of distraction, one second of losing focus could mean death. he was alive.

"thank you, it smells good." getting to wrap his arms around the other, no constraints - no holding back because it was just them here... he never wanted to leave his bedroom again. not so long as oberyn stayed with him. he fit perfectly against him, two peas of a pod - their bodies made to connect. makhi had always believed in fate, not even his own had fazed that deep trust in the mother of all, so he knew that all this - this .. time thing that brought them here. meant to be. he'd always been meant to be here. he never thought a fae would be his future, but he knew it now.

"good." lips against the back of the fae's ear, breath hot against his skin, soft, tiny little kisses pressed to the shell. arms came together in front of the omega's belly & for a split second he couldn't stop himself from... wondering. oh, how lucky he'd be - if, one day, this beautiful omega granted him his wish. hands flat against his stomach, he squeezed him a little - just because he could. "if it was still as impressive as it used to be, i'd hunt down & kill the biggest bison to serve for dinner tonight. i feel like.. your world would not appreciate the sacrifice."

#ofwingsandclaws; oberyn #ofwingsandclaws #i mean like -- you didn't think you could reply to my ask #without me replying to your reply to my ask #like duhhhhhhh

[jjungkooksthighs]

Yup, I wasn't asking alpha. I wanna see you even try and 'collar' me. The "thin ice" warning doesn't faze me one bit. Go on, alpha. I fucking dare you.

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To author, Omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg. I'm fucking terrified right now my hands were kinda shaking while typing but I wanna see how far I can go with this. Im crying again. Not even kidding. Tears (ps : let's keep this a secret btw you and me because otherwise, I'm dead. Already dead with the last response but im pretty sure this will confirm my funeral date so)

Also, I apologise if these character responses are tiring for you. I know it is stressful at times to get into the mindset of an og character while writing, so please let me know if it's uncomfortable for you. I understand. Loads of love 🥰

Do you have any idea what you’re doing, omega? You’re playing with fire. And you’re going to get burned, little one.

You dare me? How amusing.

You play a dangerous game, omega, but the moment I have you… the moment I’ve caught you…. You’re going to be nothing more but a whimpering, whining mess.

You can run, but you can’t hide from me. I will find you. And I will make sure you’re taught a lesson you won’t ever forget.

You think you can disrespect me this way and talk with such disloyalty, but I promise you this: you will not make that mistake again once I’m done with you. Clearly I’ve been far too gentle, far too complacent with you lately that you think you can aggress me this way and get away with it.

I assure you that you will not.

I’ll catch you no matter where you run. Do not forget that I can fucking smell you wherever you are. Your body desires me even if your words try to deny me. And I will follow that wanton scent of yours for as long as it takes until I have you underneath me and begging for me.

Once I find you, I’m going to push you down onto the ground. You’ll be mounted like the little bitch you’ve been acting like and I’m going to ravage you from behind. Over and over again.

I won’t stop until my name is the only thing that leaves your mouth.

And when you think you can’t take it anymore, I’ll put that collar around you and make you take it. I’ll pull it so you have no choice but to bow your back and arch against me while I bite your neck and give you a mark that you’ll feel for days afterward.

Once you’re shaking and squirming to the point that you can’t hold yourself up anymore, I’ll turn you onto your back and fuck you like the whore we both know that you are for me.

The only sounds that will fill the air will be those of my balls slapping against your tight little pussy and your moans.

And once every single one of your holes is dripping with my cum and you’re nothing but a heap of heaving limbs, I’ll make sure to lick every single one until you’re crying with the sensitivity you’ll no doubt be shuddering from.

You’ll beg and beg for me to slow down, to stop, but I won’t.

Not until you fucking show me how sorry you are for misbehaving like this, you damn brat.

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Author note:

Oof… I looks like you’ve pissed him off. He’s mad. You’re crying now, but that’s just the tip of the iceberg for you, dear. Keep pushing him and he’ll snap. He’s nearly there.

Anyway, these character responses are actually really fun and I really enjoy doing them! Don’t feel like they tire me or that I don’t like them, because I promise neither of those things is true! On the contrary, I find this entertaining ;)

[jamtoasties3316]

Yes body swapped lestappen my beloved! Charles doesn’t know Max’s safeword so he isn’t able to tell Daniel to stop. And because Daniel and Max being so used to rough play and proper safe wording, Max’s (actually Charles’) struggles and pleas to stop doesn’t faze him at all as he fucks into the omega.

Yes it's such a hot idea! Especially cos it isn't a soft fuck either lol, he gets slammed hard.

Also Charles saying 'atop I'm Charles don't hurt me' but Dan and Max even roleplayed that and Dan just starts talking about fucking Alpha pussy and role-playing back lol.

Charles would definitely be shocked by how kinky Max and Dan are.

[eolewyn1010]

the fanfic asks are so good, can you answer all of them? jk. (unless...) pls do these if you want to: c, f, h, k, m, t and also the one you really want to answer but nobody has asked yet

Oh, okay, that's a bunch ^^'

C - What member do you identify with most?

Member of what? What an awkward phrasing. I'mma hope it means character, so: Charité's Martin Schelling. My boy is just permanently So Done With Shit, and for all his dry snark really frightened of showing genuine feelings. He has, like, maybe five people in this big wide world that he actually cares about, but those few are so very precious to him. Also, he doesn't emote all that much unless he's alone with someone he cares about - or really, really pissed off.

F - Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

You know, I've looked around my writings, and I can't find one rn. Which is weird because it's not like I dislike writing dialogues. But I did find an overview of "planning what these people are saying to each other in this scene" but written in script form and abbreviated humorously, and while I still gotta make an earnest chapter of it sometime, I kept it because it makes me laugh a lot. If you wanna take that instead of an actual fully-fledged dialogue scene, let me know and I'll share that.

H - How would you describe your style?

I always think it's a little dry because I don't do much of what a friend called "rhetoric clutter" (amazing, considering my tendency for too many adjectives and slightly too long sentences); it's rather unrushed telling of what's going on, something for relaxed, calm reading. That includes not being very good at action scenes, but I was told I do excellent fluff. More focus on body language and tone etc. than feelings tho; I was also told that my writing doesn't try to tell the reader what emotions to feel, and I hope that's a good thing?

K - What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

Writing down a fictionalized story of Sporus. He was a young catamite of Emperor Nero, castrated, forced to play a female gender role, called by the name of Nero's dead wife, handed over from one Emperor to the other, suicide before he was twenty - the semi-historical record of his life is awful enough tbh, and my story isn't rectifying much of that. Sporus gets some more agency, a few moments of sweet, sweet comeuppance, and positive relationships, but all the terrible stuff still happens. It's quite a downer.

M - Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

What if Tatort Kommissar, but werewolf? I don't do that Alpha-Omega bullshit, but it admittedly does give me the chance for some dirty jokes at the expense of Thorsten and Sebastian.

T - Any fandom tropes you can’t stand?

Love Triangles. That are played for drama, that is, not for exploring polyamory and the different ways we love different people. I know some people love the back and forth, weighing the upsides and downsides of either option against each other, but it doesn't really do anything for me. I guess that's why I never warmed up to the likes of Austen and the Brontës - call me philistine, it is what it is.

Bonus of my own choosing: X - A character you enjoy making suffer. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. As a literary character, obv, not the historical Goethe - I blame @fanpersoningfox and their "Referendare und Liebe" because their Goethe version is always kind of lofty and above it and super not-even-fazed-by-your-shenanigans, so when I write Goethe, I enjoy having him flustered and facepalming and spluttering because I want to see the little idiot off of his high horse. *sigh* I love him.

#ask thingie #thanks! #see how you got me babbling <3 #writing #fanfic

[alheria]

Fresh wind on a hot day (8/9)

It was finally happening.

Today, they are bonding. Forming an unbreakable emotional connection. Making a clear statement about their relationship. Becoming a family.

The couple barely slept the night before, Buck overly excited, Jim uncomfortably warm from the upcoming heat. Which led them to binge-watching some oddly entertaining baking show before passing out around the sunrise. They stayed asleep until early afternoon when the firefighter woke up feeling himself burn. Just like the last time, despite his temperature running high, the Omega gravitated towards his partner, unconsciously seeking skin-to-skin contact. He was half-lying on the Alpha’s chest, using his shoulder for a pillow, one arm and leg thrown across his body in a very close, firm embrace.

-A little needy, aren't we? -Buck hummed, fondly brushing through the short strands, enjoying the rare soft side of his usually dominant, reserved boyfriend.

-Only a little. -Street mumbled, adjusting himself slightly. As he shifted, the younger man noticed something fairly interesting that made his heart beat a bit faster.

-You're hard. -he whispered, his unoccupied hand moving towards that perky ass he greedily grabbed and pulled higher onto his hip, causing the cop to moan quietly when his erect penis grazed the hard surface. -May I help? -suggested, already sliding their underwear down. Jim only nodded in response, still not fully awake but responsive enough to help Buck free his own, already aroused cock. A loud whimper escaped him once the Alpha joined their shafts, and began to slowly jerk them off while basking in the more prominent, sweeter scent as the Omega showered his abnormally sensitive neck with lazy kisses. -Does it feel good? -he murmured, feeling pleasure flood his body way stronger than normally. It was a classic early heat sign, increased libido, which meant they were about to have a lot more of this quick, messy sex in the next few hours.

-Very. -whined the officer, too overwhelmed to think straight. The insanely erotic noises he was making were driving the firefighter absolutely crazy. So he sped up the hand movement, suspecting neither would've lasted long anyway.

-Come with me. -Buck growled, his lowered tone unusually demanding. Balancing on the edge of blissful release, Street spilled instantly, unable to ignore the order, promptly followed by his boyfriend. -Well, that's a great way to start a day. -the younger man murmured once he could breathe again, capturing Jim's lips in a tender kiss.

-Sooo great. -the Omega smiled in satisfaction. -Will be even better if you make me breakfast. -he purred, reaching for another kiss. It wasn't possible for an Alpha to ignore such a request, which the cop was obviously aware of, unashamedly abusing his power. The firefighter could only get up and comply, nevertheless, tremendously happy his partner feels comfortable enough around him to embrace his nature a little.

-On it, princess.

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Buck loved cooking for people he cherished, especially ones who wouldn’t eat properly if he didn’t feed them. It was astonishing how Street and Luca managed to live together for so long with zero cooking skills between them. But that meant the Alpha could fulfil his "duty to provide" at least in this small aspect, by making decent, homemade food for his otherwise very independent Omega.

-No pants type of day, huh? -he remarked, watching his freshly showered, crazy handsome boyfriend walk down the stairs wearing only underwear. Normally, this sight wouldn't faze him at all, the officer being a very shirtless person on the hotter days, although affected by the heat, his hands itched to get themselves on that muscular body, trace the chiseled abs as he fucked into that nicely round ass. Ugh, so horny.

-I'll melt if I put on any more clothing. -Jim rolled his eyes, sitting on the tall stool. He was so glad this was the last time he had to deal with this utter bullshit. Heat serves essentially only one, idiotic purpose: to coerce an Alpha into bonding because there is no better way to find a lifelong partner than by making them sexually obsessed with you, right? Maybe it was useful in the past or something but now was surely causing mostly trouble, at least for Street who hated having to take time off work to go through being horribly warm and wildly horny every four months for a few days. So after today, he won’t need to even think about it ever again. Thank God.

-I'm not complaining! -the younger man assured, handing his partner a full plate. -I surely enjoy the view. -he then hummed, immediately earning himself a rather displeased, a tad worried look. Fuck. -Aaaand I'm off to the shower, so you can eat peacefully. -sighed heavily, laying a rushed kiss on the dark hair as he left the kitchen. Couldn’t stop himself from doing at least that.

The cop was grateful his partner quickly realised he’s getting a little too eager to stay in his presence and decided to give him some safe space. Not every Alpha was this considerate when facing an Omega in heat, so it felt really nice knowing this is an especially healthy relationship built on mutual, deep respect of personal boundaries.

Once he finished his food, which was as always absolutely fucking amazing, Street went back upstairs to chill in bed, where they planned to spend the whole day anyway. It was a matter of minutes really before he'd be ready to go again. Correction, seconds.

-What are you laughing at? -the firefighter asked upon exiting the bathroom, not entirely dry and shamelessly naked except for a small towel casually hung around the narrow hips. He looked so breathtakingly hot, it should be considered a crime.

-Chris. -Jim explained vaguely, showing Buck a picture of his fully-clothed best friend dead asleep across the bed, a fluffy grey cat curled up on her back. -She would've killed us if she knew this was a thing. -added. Amelia and him were seriously risking it all by sending each-other funny photos of her scary girlfriend on a regular basis.

-Undeniably. -the Alpha chuckled, climbing onto the bed and wrapping himself around his boyfriend’s waist. -You're so warm. -he observed, pressing his cheek to the muscular abdomen.

-I know, it's annoying. -Street groaned, his fingers instinctively entangling themselves into the bright, slightly moist strands.

-I love it though. -the younger man murmured, inhaling the strong, pleasant fragrance that made him harden a little while leaning into the delicate touch. -You already smell very different. -he informed, noticing the clear change in the always fresh, outdoor-like scent, which was now thick and sweet.

-Yeah? How? -the Omega wondered, starting to get aroused too, one palm slowly sliding through the nape down the arching spine.

-Addictive. -Buck responded, showering the shivering skin in kisses as he pulled himself up, his warm lips leaving a trace all the way to the neck he greedily sucked onto, leaving behind a dark mark. -Intoxicating. -added, now towering over his partner, hands holding the flushed cheeks, blue eyes glowing with desire. -Delicious. -he whispered, leaning down for a long, passionate kiss, the towel already on the floor. -A snack.

-Snacks are supposed to be eaten. -Jim licked his swollen lips, hunger clear in his gaze when he glanced at that large penis twitching dangerously close to his face. Unable to resist his urges, the cop grabbed the base of the erect shaft while shifting for better access, and to his Alpha’s satisfaction licked a long stripe before sucking onto the darkened head, making the firefighter groan loudly from the intense pleasure.

-Oh Lord, babe… -he growled, watching his cock effortlessly slide into the warm mouth as the wet tongue did its magic. -You’re so fucking good at it. -added, gently caressing the opened jaw. Street only hummed in response, sound waves vibrated through the oversensitive flesh, nearly forcing out a very premature orgasm. One that came shortly after, temporarily blinding his foggy sight while he spilled deep inside the officer’s contracted throat.

-Your turn. -Buck announced once his senses returned, moving himself in between those muscular thighs. With delight he was looking at that beautifully ripped, strong man shivering under his tender touch when his fingers traced the pronounced abs, slid towards the leaking cock but merely grazed its entirety, too focused on their journey to the sleek, needy hole.

-God, Buck! -the cop whined loudly, experiencing the euphoric sensation of two long fingers pressing themselves inside. It had no business being so fucking pleasurable, yet those digits working him open felt absolutely divine. -I need you in me. Like yesterday. -he demanded, hands wrapping around the blonde’s neck, legs around his waist.

The firefighter didn’t need to hear no more, he quickly lined up and effortlessly pushed himself in, causing them both to moan loudly in ecstasy as his penis smoothly spread the warm, wet insides. This was such an overpowering feeling, upon bottoming down he had to pause briefly to regain composure, and give his Omega a moment to remember how to breathe.

-Fuck, you’re so hot. -he growled, gazing into those hazy eyes before joining their lips in a heated kiss as his impatient hips began to slowly move but picking the pace up fast. Neither cared about perhaps taking it slower, making it a more romantic experience, all they wanted was to "scratch the itch".

-Deeper. -Jim whimpered, feeling himself balancing on the orgasm's narrow edge, his nails painfully digging into the firefighter's back. The younger man immediately withdrew almost fully and thrust right back in, a movement he started repeating, hearing the adorable noises of satisfaction escaping his partner's throat. He was close too, his dick desperate to spill inside those tightly squeezed walls. It happened soon, rapidly, their bodies spasmed violently, locking them in a firm hold while they experienced the overpowering, intense pleasure.

-Damn, I’m gonna miss that hot heat sex. -Street sighed once they calmed down, rolling himself to lie on his belly whilst the Alpha finally dropped onto the mattress, his arms burning from bearing his weight the whole time. -But I’m more than happy to sacrifice a mind-blowing orgasm once in a while to get rid of this pathetic weakness. -he clarified, seeing his boyfriend's mildly surprised gaze.

-I’ve read that regular sex gets better after bonding. -Buck wisely informed, reassuringly patting his Omega's naked butt.

-Does it? Fuck yeah, it’s already so good, it’s gonna be fucking incredible. -the smiling officer exhaled with relief, stretching his sore muscles. -Shower? -he suggested while slowly getting up, not keen on staying in this sweaty, sticky state. Sharing the discomfort, the firefighter eagerly grabbed the offered hand and happily followed his boyfriend to the bathroom.

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The next few hours the couple spent continuing watching the baking competition they failed to finish at night while eating snacks, too lazy to make proper lunch regardless of planning on doing so before bonding, knowing well-enough they will be dead exhausted after. 

-Can you bake something for me tomorrow? -the cop wondered, gazing at some deliciously looking cake shown on the screen. Despite not liking sweets too much, from time to time, usually after seeing some goodies on TV, he craved an overwhelmingly sweet dessert to fulfil that rare need.

-I dunno, maybe. -the Alpha yawned, his cheek plastered to the chiselled abdomen serving for a poor pillow replacement. He already decided what he’s going to bake last night, aware all those cooking shows will surely awaken a craving.

-Seriously? Not even bonded yet, and you already stopped trying to keep me? -Jim rolled his eyes, playfully ruffling the messy bright strands.

-Perhaps us finally bonding could serve as a motivation. -the blonde murmured, proceeding to lazily stretch his unbearably stiff limbs, a painful consequence of lying in one position for definitely way too long. -Wanna fuck me? -he then offered rather nonchalantly, suggestively wiggling his perky ass. Street snorted loudly in amusement. Of course he wanted to fuck Buck. Why was this even a question, not a direct order? He always wanted to fuck him. So obviously, he immediately untangled himself from the embrace, and in no time was kneeling over those weirdly long legs, forcefully tugging on the boxers to quickly get them out of the way.

-You could cooperate a little. -he huffed, struggling to remove the obstructing clothing without his partner moving his heavy hips up.

-Nope, letting myself be taken care of. -the younger man mumbled, allowing himself to turn into a mindless puddle because for once he didn’t need to be an “overachiever” who only gives, never takes.

-Spoiled fucker. -the officer snorted, finally throwing the underwear aside as he leaned down to trail kisses and occasional bruises along the relaxed spine, ending the expedition with a juicy bite to the soft cheek, which made the bratty firefighter simultaneously gasp and giggle. The Omega then licked the irritated flesh before pulling away to fetch the lube. -I might be fucking you too often, actually. -he observed, watching his wet finger easily slide all the way in, promptly joined by a second one. -Barely any resistance. -mused, curiously spreading those digits far apart, causing the blonde to whine loudly.

-Babe…please! -the firefighter begged, his mind starting to get foggy. -I can’t wait any longer! I want to belong to you already! -he whimpered, feeling a strange tingle in his nape, a persistent itch that could only get scratched by a very specific set of teeth.

-With pleasure, my love. -Jim whispered right into his boyfriend’s ear, quickly lubricating his own cock, which soon filled the younger man's warm insides. He was overflowing with joy after hearing his partner's desire to be marked first, even though by common standards, the Omega should be completing the bond. His dominant position in their relationship has been officially confirmed. -Thank you for choosing me.

-And thank you for following me into the bathroom like some creepy perv. -Buck laughed, earning himself a not-so-gentle slap to that one wounded butt cheek. Which hurt quite a bit and nearly made him come at the same time.

-Shut up. -Street snorted before pressing a long kiss to the exposed neck he was about to forever decorate with his unique mark, his hips at last starting to move, rhythm slow and steady. -I love you.

-Mhm. -the Alpha hummed, closing his eyes and trying to relax despite the excitement causing his poor, overflowing with affection heart to beat crazy fast. It didn’t help that the arousal promptly joined the fierce emotional flood, pushing his body to its limits. -I love you too.

The moment the officer's sharp teeth punctured the delicate skin, a small explosion occurred in the firefighter's mind, causing all his muscles to spasm while every single nerve experienced indescribable pleasure, a sensation doubled, if not tripled, by intense orgasm rolling through him upon his boyfriend cursing loudly when he came, his release sped up by the strong contractions. Floating on euphoric waves, Buck basked in the familiar scent and fond kisses suddenly showering his shaking shoulders.

-How does it feel? -Jim asked, gently outlining the bleeding wound with delicate pecks as he waited for the other man to come back from wherever he was. -Any different than usual?

-Beautiful. -the blonde exhaled once his senses returned, slowly turning to the side. -But incomplete. -he added, cupping his partner’s nape while they looked each-other in the eyes. -Missing a half. 

-Then you should fix the issue right away. -the Omega suggested, tenderly rubbing the firefighter’s flushed jaw.

-Yessir. -Buck smirked, instantaneously joining their lips in a sweet, lazy kiss. They still needed some time to rest and regenerate, but thanks to the heat magic, it didn't take long. Merely a few minutes later, he flipped them around, now Street was lying under him, bruised, although empty neck just begging to be properly marked. His already hard penis easily slipped inside, whilst hands slid under the muscular chest and pulled the cop up to kneeling position. He licked the sensitive flesh as his hips fucked into that perky ass, making the officer cry out loud in euphoric pleasure and shed tears when he bit into the skin, leaving his permanent signature.

The orgasm that hit them upon completing the bond was nothing like anything they’ve ever experienced. Jim felt himself fall onto the mattress, crushed under the Alpha’s weight while their worlds shattered into tiny pieces, revealing the realm of mind-blowing ecstasy where the only sensation in existence was pleasure. Pleasure so powerful, they found themselves lost in this incredible state for nearly half an hour before their brains began to operate in the correct dimension, bringing them back to the version in which they were finally one.

-We're…forever now. -Buck whispered in pure amusement, struggling to comprehend the present reality in which he finally was in a happy, healthy relationship that was sure to last forever. -No take backs! -he exclaimed, making Street laugh. The cop was overwhelmed too, unsure how he got so fucking lucky to find that perfect guy in the most random of circumstances.

-No take backs. -the older man smiled softly. There was no way he would ever give up on what they had. It was too precious to lose. -Can you lie the fuck down please? -he then asked, his cooling down body in desperate need for skin-to-skin contact after such an emotional experience.

-Of course! -the firefighter gasped, realising he’s still hovering over his Omega, absently staring at the fresh bonding mark. He instantly shifted them around and in no time the officer was comfortably tucked in between his arms, exactly where he belonged. -Does that feel better?

-Yes. Thank you. -Jim murmured, pressing his nose to that beautifully smelling neck, slowly inhaling the warm, sunny scent. -Also, thanks for bonding with me.

-Pfft, right back at you. -the blonde chuckled, fondly rubbing the relaxing under his touch spine. -You should get some sleep, babe. -he suggested, hearing his partner yawn quietly.

-That's the plan. -the cop agreed, unable to even consider showering, too physically and mentally exhausted to bother. All he wanted now was to take a nice, long nap in his Alpha's affectionate embrace. -I'm so glad we did it.

-Me too. -Buck hummed, pressing a fond kiss to the messy, sweaty hair of a person he considered to be his one true love. -I'm beyond excited to spend my whole life with you.

#omegaverse fanfiction #omegaverse #9 1 1 fanfiction #SWAT fanfiction #Buck x Jim #m/m smut #m/m

[blueparadis]

|| Painted with Guilt

+themes : fluff, romance, humour, smut.

+synopsis : Taking a new job as a manager of the cafeteria you noticed a face that had been frequent in almost your every shifts. Needless to say, it's none other than Imaushi Wakasa.

+cw : mutual pinning, slow burn,omegaverse, alpha! wakasa, omega! f-reader, praise, breeding kink, mention of m!masturbation, f!masturbation ,heat cycles, imprinting, knotting, pheromones, sub-dom dynamics; foreplay & teasing, fingering, nipple play, branding, slight bondage-play, pussydrunk, creampie, bodyworship , aftercare

+pairing: indirect dom x sub f-reader.

+wc : 2.5k [Relax! when i was proofreading i lost patience LoL. So, i changed the arrangement a little by dividing into sub-parts]

+notes : Umm it was so challenging for me to write something which is an extension of au fanfiction but I got rid of my wakasa brainrot; at least I hope so. I participated in the omegaverse au collab hosted by @katsupeach

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『 Part 1 』

You were busy with a customer who had been quite a problem for a while. Since the staff couldn't handle ,they intended for your help. The advent of communication began on that very day, when a man in perfectly tailored black suit stepped into the cafeteria. The jingling of the bell didn't faze you a bit since it was a just a petty noise that had been familiar to your ears. The man approached your direction as his trail was followed by sharp clicking sounds of his boot-steps. Without being aware of your senses, your turned your gaze at him. Fluffy hair, a stud pierced into his left ear ,eyes glimmering like a waning crescent. His eyes locked onto you while your exposed skin of the arms were adorned with goosebumps. His pupils switched upon the nasty customer as he walked past by you making his way to the utmost cornered seat beside the spacious window.

You eyed a staff to take over this mysterious customer who made himself a bit comfortable, loosening his tie & crossing his legs one upon the other. "Sir, may I know your order please?" a female staff spoke. You wrapped up the conversation as soon as possible and headed towards the reception table. As you sat, your eyes fell upon him. A flicker of eye contact and then his lips drifted; "Hands that could serve me the best!" , he spoke tilting his head to match your way of vision. You abruptly looked down feeling the warmth upon your cheeks. The staff being unaware of his tone of talk retreated & conveyed to your aid. As you stood infront of him in black pencil skirt and a white shirt buttoned upto the neck he scanned you from head to toe. A slight smirk spread across his jawline; he licked his lower lip followed by a bite at the corner before speaking, "so, you're the best?"

"I'll try to be—Sir" you replied clearing your throat.

"Hmmm! a cup of IRISH for me, no sugar". He finished his coffee sooner than expected. He went towards the washroom. The man washed his face, breathing heavily as he faced the mirror realizing his oblivious feat of imprinting. As he came back,he cleared the bill. Furrowed eyebrows, restless hand movements caught your eye. You tried to ask to be his aid but couldn't speak as his pupils switched on you. He left without wasting a moment as you looked down. Later, in the evening, he visited again for the same blend. He was busy staring at the downpours while your eyes were locked on him. He seemed to be in his low spirits. It was almost closing hours; you wanted to initiate a conversation but couldn't. He's too intimidating to approach. Mustering up a little courage you walked around a few table , engaging with customers until you finally reached his. As you walked passed by him, he grabbed your hand. You halted unable to look at him."I could die for just one of those glimpse" he spoke with a bold tone. You still couldn't meet his gaze yet feel his glares piercing into you. You adjusted your stature to hide his mischief from the crowd. He released his grip while you hurriedly went towards your cabin. Before entering you looked back ; to your surprise you noticed that he kissed his palms.

『 Part 2 』

When you left the room, he wasn't there anymore which you felt a bit relaxing because his presence, his stares, his subtle way of perforating your personality could devour you alone. As you cleaned the table, you noticed a card inside the folds of napkin. It read "Imaushi Wakasa" —hand-written. It smelt of whiskey and expensive perfume. NO! it smelt like loneliness & melancholy; Slipping into your pocket you smiled getting a boost to complete the chores.

Imaushi kept visiting, especially during your shift. He would occasionally stare at you. Sometimes you could notice his restlessness , the way he kept switching his legs, ankle bobbing at a quick rhythm, hands occasionally reaching the neck-tie. One day you noticed, him quickly running towards the men's washroom. You couldn't help but think how fine he would look while touching himself. How he would rub his member with his sturdy hands, lips biting ,throwing his head back ; pupils reaching at the back of head until he came. You started to tap your toe on the floor, taking your tongue in between your lips, pressing and licking your lips at intervals as he kept delaying his presence. You left your seat noticing him to approach your way, hands shoved inside his pockets. He waited until the crowd cleared from you.

He stepped in front of you, he took a napkin from the vintage jar and wiped his hands staring at your face. As your eyes switched on his rusty hand movements you looked how he cleaned up his glossy fingers. You kept staring until he threw the napkin in the bin. His smirk made you aware of your behavior yet you couldn't look back at him. He placed his hands on the table, a clanking sound of bangle made you jolt as he spoke ,"you can't ignore me forever! C'mon eyes on me". You turned your face towards him but with closing eyes. He burst out into laughter as it echoed into your ears. You pondered how would he look when he's laughing ,a man with such serious & stoic personality ! Parting your eyes you noticed his beautiful smile stretching upto the ears , partially covering his face with the back of his palm. "Uhhh- I - I'm Y/n L/n" . "Right" he spoke as he stopped laughing yet continued just after making a fractional eye-contact.

"Sorry! Sorry but i didn't expect that reaction" he exclaimed apologetically. You wanted to feel his warmth, his caffeinated lips that seemed so delicate to touch. "I had no idea you would be so cute" he exclaimed. A female voice interrupted both of you. He left without properly ending the conversation. It didn't matter who that person was. All that mattered was he talked to you.

Days passed. He didn't visit. The empty seat longed for his presence just as your eyes craved one glimpse of him. Just before closing in you occasionally sat at his table and tried to imitate him. You headed towards the washroom. As you stood infront of the mirror, tears trickled down your cheeks. It felt euphoric. Your underwear felt wet yet you were ready to exploit it. You rubbed your feminity over the cloth; realizing you moaned a bit louder, another hand made it's way into your mouth sucking and licking the fingers, wishing it could be his member; 'whose again?' a voice ringed your ear. you stopped as it felt wrong; wrong how quickly he stripped you off your freedom. Realizing that all your inexplicable reflexes occurred because of his feral indenture; a splash of guilt soaked your innocence with his imprinting.You were late that day while closing hours. You locked the door and turned around. A loud noise made you lose balance but you managed to restore somehow. A familiar voice ringed into your ear "missed me, y/n?"

"Oh gosh! don't do that again!" He snorted and said, "may I walk you home?"

"It's just right there!" You spoke pointing out your building. He was trying to hold his laughter but couldn't. "Stop laughing at me Wakasa" you protested. He did and looked at you thinking how bluntly you called his name with that audacity. "Yes y/n" he spoke. You paused trying to figure out what to do next. As soon as you started to walk to cross the street you felt his grip upon your wrist. He pulled you inside the pavement & kissed your dry cold lips. His other hand supported your back, pressing you closer. He broke the kiss and whispered "sorry! I couldn't wait any longer" .

You buried your head in his broad chest hiding your face in embarrassment. Letting out a deep sigh he chinned up your face locking his eyes on yours and leaned a bit forward. You backed while he paused sensing your uneasiness. "Let's get you home" he spoke and nibbled your earlobes making you twitch. His fingers interlaced yours as he dragged you along the street. As soon as he entered the alley headed to your apartment he switched positions with you placing his hand on your waist.

『 Part 3 』

The elevator door opened to the intended floor. You stepped out and unlocked the door. You rushed inside as he swiftly closed the door without making a sound leaning against it. He grabbed you by your belly pulling you closer locking you in his embrace. He brushed his nose against your neckline making you gasp. He smelt your aroma that has been driving him crazy since his little playtime in the bathroom of cafeteria. Without much delay he started to plant kisses upon your neck as his hands started to unbutton your shirt. Little did he unbutton the last one his hands went under your skirt making you squeal. You looked at him while his eyes desperately searched for something, quite desperately.

Picking up the cue you pointed towards your room and said, "that one". His movements stopped for a bit as his eyes met yours. Now, one of his hands circled around your shoulders and the other around your stomach while he maintained the gaze with you. "How are you so perfect!" he mumbled. You couldn't help but gave in to the temptation of tasting his lip. As you leaned, he scooped you into his arm. "put your arms around me" he ordered. As you did he face lit up with a smirk exclaiming "now ! do what you wanted to do, dear" ; you immediately buried your lips into his. He carried you to the bedroom and threw on the bed breaking the kiss. He undressed you leaving your upper body buck naked at his display. Loosening his tie he asked "do you mind?" . You placed your hands infront of him. As he finished his knot he leaned with an intent of kissing you but changed his course half-way sucking your nipples. You moaned in pain. "Yes baby! Be loud for me" he spoke as he rested himself upon you forcing you to lay on bed.

He hovered over you , whispering "stay still for me 'kay!" he took your hard nipple into his mouth,a hand reaching the other one. His oral acts continued providing you bites and occasional sucking. As he picked up your restless suppressing squeals he spoke,"Try to be still & would you be a little loud, please?" He paused to take a look at you while you were catching your breath. Quick inhales followed with your low whimpers as you tried to cover up your face with your palms. He stopped you mid way taking your cuffed hands aligning around his neck resulting his face closer to yours. "Now,why would I miss your pretty face while working so hard to be in you!" he exclaimed with a low quick chuckle. To hide your blush you kissed softly on cheeks to which he smiled in amusement. "Is that all you can do?"and you flinched feeling his two set of fingers inside your juicy hole. He started kissing you; this time shoving his tongue into your mouth while his hands started to stroke your inner folds in circles. He pulled out letting you take a breath while you abruptly rushed to his neckline pressing him close to you. You sinked your teeth upon his neck biting; getting a soft groan into your ears. Your body burnt at his response realizing that you could please him too. But he swiftly switched the gears sensing your courage to step up for taking the lead. He got out of your hold , grinning as he proceeded down trailing soft sucks along your nakedness.

You adjusted your hands above your head as he made his way trailing kisses along around your feminity. He paused and looked at you. He pulled the underwear along with the skirt. With a final look he buried his face into your wet cunt. He started with slow bites with his incisors. You started to get used to his movements and approach yet he bit your inner thighs making you groan. "Don't hold back! I wanna hear you" he said as he started licking slowly with a rhythm. His tongue continued to lap around your cunt switching between soft sucks and low broad licks. It made you arc your body as you bit your lips trying to control the moans. He slided two of his fingers again, making you excruciatingly audible. "I - I- 'mmm clo-se" you mewled. He quickly unzipped his pants and glided his hands on his member. Hovering over you, he rubbed his throbbing member which was already coated with precum. "You look amazing, y/n" , he exclaimed gawking at your sweaty body that glimmered in the faint moonlight perforating through the slitted curtains.

He pushed inside his hard member into your weeping cunt. Your walls clenched him making him let out a low groan as he started to thrust slowly."still,so tight! God" , his movements set a ablaze your body on fire. The tip perfectly hit the spot providing a burning sensation. He grabbed your throat and started to quicken his pace. As you became louder, boobs bobbing at his rhythm, his other hand pressed your belly button making you squeal so much that tears settled at the corner of your eyes.

"SOOO goood" he coos biting his lip; eyes never leaving your flustered glistening face, not even once. "I'm gonna cum but-" he spoke as he kneaded one of your flesh. He dropped his pace suddenly making you whimper with disappointment. He leaned over you to kiss your parted lips and quickly switched into your neck, biting and sucking in bits & pieces. You wrapped your cuffed hands around his shoulders and started to bite his neck. He twitched in pain as he felt your walls clenching again, begging for attention. He bit you hard enough to leave a mark around your neck. You could feel it as his breath felt cold on that area covered with his saliva. He proceeded towards your boobs, sucking and licking your bud making you moan so much that you grabbed his face pulling him into a kiss. He grinned sensing your aches by your gestures. He softly kissed your cheek before he started to thrust again. His hands rested along your face, maintaining eye contact with you. You wanted to look at him, at his face when he would fill you up. But he released without warning making you shut your eyes as you bit your lip. You bit it quite hard as little blood spilled from your lips. He noticed it. Still being inside you he softly licked your lips, paused a bit and sucked your wound easing your aching nerves. "Even your blood tastes sweet", he added.

『 Part 4 』

He untied the knot as he rolled over so you could take a breath. Both panting and catching breath the room never felt so hot before. You grazed your fingers on your neckline, boobs where it hurt the most letting out a low screech. He got out of the bed to wrap a towel. He noticed how your wrists were a bit bruised. He made you sit by grabbing onto your palms, pulling you into the posture. He kissed your discolored zone and wrapped the messy bed sheet around you, hiding most of your marks. "I've something for you" he said to which you replied "still?" letting out a cough. He felt a bit remorse for getting carried away in the heat. His face painted with guilt made you giggle. He placed on a pendant around your neck perfectly aligning with your cleavage. He clustered your hair to a side and softly kissing your shoulder. "What's this about?" you enquired being clueless about his actions. "Can't you tell? Why do you think i marked all over you?—

"Okay ! I get it " you interrupted " no need to get angry, Wakasa"

"I'm not angry" he spoke softly.

"Right ! Except the fact that your face suggest so" you exclaimed pointing towards the mirror. He gazed and immediately looked at you. While you stared into the mirror his lustrous eyes fixated on you. "Stop staring like that" you said looking away from his field of vision. He plopped his head onto your lap and laughed at your feeble protest. Your hands dived into his fluffy hair adoring his face. You stared for a while. "What?" he asked. "Nothing! I always wanted to do that" you replied "maybe next time" he spoke as he kissed your palm taking the other one ; your hand still buried amongst his thick & fuzzy hair. "Wanna get cleaned up?" he asked. "Okay." You assured. He jumped out of the bed. As you tried to stand up you felt a massive ache at your lower belly. "What's wrong?" he asked providing a leverage by your back. "Just tired" ,you scoffed. He took you in his arms and carried you towards the bathroom. You circled your nails around his nipples earning his rapt attention. "Still,a second stomach!" he remarked. You palmed your cheeks producing the utmost pleasing tone as you possibly could," Hawwwe! Noooo wayyyyyy!". Both of your giggles muzzled as you two entered the bathroom magnifying the merriment.

By @blueparadis - do not alter & repost elsewhere.

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[mypoisonedvine]

Saturday night sleepover request: anything with alpha Zemo please. There seems to be a lack

went for a soft!dark kinda vibe with this? dubcon because of heat and 'alpha voice' as well as some breeding kink and exhibitionism

You'd actually been working at the raft for a while, but it was your first time doing rounds through the cells. It was something you knew would happen eventually, but more than ever you had a bad feeling. You knew something would go wrong, you just didn't know what. You did, however, have a suspicion that it would have something to do with the man in cell 3: the one who seemed to know when you looking at the monitor for his camera and looked right into the corner to meet your gaze.

Obviously, he couldn't know when you were looking at him, he couldn't even know what night you were working at the control center... and yet...

You were well armoured as you walked through the circular room, passing the empty cells without a second glance and doing your best to check up on everyone else without making eye contact or dawdling for too long. Unlike your last job in a prison, these guys didn't seem interesting in harassing you or undressing you with their eyes; they all hated you just the same as any other guard, the coldest form of equality you'd ever experienced but still one you appreciated.

Your chest caught when you realized you were about to pass cell 3, though. You could just barely see that he was sitting on his bed, but thankfully you were able to look straight ahead before he could see you walking by and catch you looking at him.

You felt his gaze, heavy and dark, weighing on you, beckoning you to look back-- but you knew you couldn't, and you fought to stay as stoic as ever. Just as you were about halfway past him, wishing you could pick up the pace to dash away but knowing it would give away your fear, a loud noise made you jump.

You nearly yelped when the inmate all but threw himself against the reinforced glass causing the sudden bang, snarling at you as you turned back to him instinctively. Well, that was one way to get your attention.

"One last torture," he growled. "To keep me trapped in here with an omega just outside. Your cruelty knows no bounds."

You just gaped in return because how did he know?

"Did you think I wouldn't smell you?" he asked when he noticed your shock, brown eyes nearly glittering as he examined you. "You must have only dealt with lesser Alphas, poor thing. You deserve so much better."

You just turned back and kept walking, trying to ignore his tirade.

"You deserve an Alpha who can claim you, own you-- get you pregnant."

You swallowed, faltering in your gait briefly, and you knew he noticed by the way he laughed softly.

"That's what you need, isn't it? How long has it been since someone touched you?" he taunted. "If you were on this side of the glass, I'd give you everything you need."

You turned back to face him, putting on a brave face as you took your baton out from your belt. "If you were on this side of the glass, I'd beat you out of your mind with this baton."

It made a few inmates in earshot chuckle or scoff, but Zemo wasn't fazed, he just smiled back at you with more hunger than ever. You faced forward one last time and kept walking, putting your baton away and getting on with your shift.

He stayed silent the next few times you had to do rounds and passed his cell, though his gaze was harder to ignore than ever.

And he kept doing that thing where he looked at the camera in his cell whenever you were at the command desk, a silent challenge in his expression. Even though most people would've probably seen your comeback last time as an assertion of dominance over him, deep down you knew it was all a façade and that he still absolutely lorded over you-- and he knew it, which was the most dangerous thing of all.

You were alone for rounds in the middle of the night just a month later, and every inmate was asleep except for Zemo. He just had to give you trouble.

"Lights out was three hours ago," you reminded with a harsh whisper, not wanting to wake the others if you could avoid it.

"My lights are out," he reminded you.

"Yes, but you're standing up, right against the glass, looking as creepy as possible," you noticed.

"I'm not trying to look creepy, this is just how I look."

"Well, let's see how you look laying down," you instructed.

"Is that a come on?" he smirked, barely visible in the oppressive shadows.

"It's a demand. Get in bed."

He didn't move, and you groaned in frustration as you grabbed your flashlight from your belt and shined it into the cell. You gasped, though, when you saw his expression in clear view-- even with the light right in his face his eyes were dark, his teeth sharp and white and sparkling, his nostrils flaring as he caught your scent with every inhale.

It made a pang hit your gut, and you wished you could pretend you didn't know what it was. It was a few days early, and somehow stronger and more sudden than usual. "Fuck," you cursed, stumbling back to get the hell out of here as fast as you could.

"Omega," his voice boomed, deep and rough. It was so fucking loud but nobody else seemed to hear it or they would've woken up; it was like it was in your head, resonating in your mind and through your body. You shivered, noticing that you had stopped walking all of a sudden. "Turn and face your Alpha."

You spun on your heel, watching him grin widely as he curled his finger-- even silent commands seemed to control you easily, and you stepped up to the glass again as you felt heat overcome your body and mind alike.

"You're going to open this door, and I'll be on that side of that glass," he explained. "We'll see who gets the baton then, hm?"

You frowned but reached for your badge, scanning it and opening his cell door.

He waited there in the open doorway for a moment, just staring at you as you both realized that the other somehow looked different without clear glass in the way.

You suddenly realised he wasn't going to make good on his promise, he was just going to escape and leave you here. You should've seen it coming.

But finally, after a long silent moment, he surprised you by stepping down and grabbing you, pulling you into him so he could lick and suck roughly at your neck.

"F-fuck," you whimpered, knees almost buckling just from that.

"Omega," he purred. "I know what you need. You need my knot, yes?"

"Please, Alpha," you moaned.

It was loud enough that even your foggy, heat-clouded mind noticed nearby inmates stirring and waking up, noticing the commotion just outside their cells. "Hands and knees, Omega," Zemo demanded with a growl. "Strip and present yourself for me."

You couldn't get naked fast enough, your hands were shaking-- you wanted him to help you, but he seemed much more content watching you with dark eyes and a taunting smirk. Of course he had to rub it in at every turn.

You dropped to the floor, the corrugated steel not exactly comfortable under your knees, and you pressed your face to the cold floor as you arched your back and tried not to imagine him standing behind you, staring silently at your dripping cunt.

The other inmates were certainly aware now, and the other Alphas that could smell you were growling and snarling behind the glass as Zemo knelt between your spread legs.

You whined when you felt his cock press against you, rubbing over your folds much too slowly. "Alpha, fuck me. Please..."

A few voices in the distance cheered him on, but he stayed true to his task of teasing you relentlessly. "Is it the heat that makes you this desperate for me? I think it's more than that," Zemo posited. "I bet this is all you ever really wanted. You know a strong Alpha when you see one, you wanted me to breed this precious body of yours."

"Please," you croaked again, not able to say much else.

He slammed into you all at once, watching you bite down on your lip to keep from screaming-- but you still were plenty loud regardless, and your whole body quivered beneath him as he held your hips.

When he moved, it was so overwhelming that you had to reach back and grab his thigh; not that it slowed him down at all, though he did take the opportunity to grab your hand and hold it behind your back, the other joining it soon after.

"Open your eyes, Omega," he demanded, and when you did, you saw every inmate watching intently from their cells, some unabashedly touching themselves at the sight, others seeming more entertained than turned on.

Their taunts and jeers were distant and fuzzy compared to Zemo's voice, but you still caught a few comments.

Fuck her harder!

Oh shit, he actually got out.

Look how bad she wants it.

When's my turn?

"Tell them who you belong to," he instructed you.

"Alpha," you moaned, your first orgasm refusing to be suppressed despite your efforts. "Alpha, I'm yours, please knot me..."

"Louder."

"Knot me, Alpha, please!" you sobbed, coming hard on his cock right as you spoke the words even though the last sane piece of your mind hated them so much.

More laughter and cheers came from the other cells, a couple even chanting to 'give her the knot!'

Your head fell defeatedly between your shoulders as he fucked you harder and faster, his own moans quiet and more like hisses through his teeth. It sort of made sense, from what you knew about his past, that he wouldn't have incredible stamina-- but you weren't exactly in a place to judge since your own was so weak and you didn't have the excuse of being celibate for years.

"I'll give you more than my knot, Omega," he promised darkly. "I'll give you my mark and you'll be mine forever."

"N...no," you barely managed to get out, even in your heat still terrified to be bound to this man forever.

He yanked you up until your back was against his chest, his deep groans hot and heavy right against your ear as he rutted into you and held you close. He kissed and sucked your neck again, his teeth just barely grazing your sensitive skin.

"Don't bite me, please," you whimpered, even though your body cried out for his mark.

"I'm sorry, but I promised to give you what you need," he whispered roughly. "You need me to protect you... and I need to make you mine forever."

Four things happened at once, then:

One, his knot began to swell inside you, keeping him deep inside you as his come started to fill your pliant body.

Two, his teeth sunk into your neck, making you cry out loud enough to echo around the dark solitude of the prison.

Three, you came again.

And four, the inmates started to clap and whoop, moreso in spite of you than in support of Zemo, though it could've been a bit of both.

When he let go of you, you weakly collapsed to the floor, body spent and sore, still connected to him by his knot which was still going strong.

You whimpered as he carefully adjusted to lay on top of you, being uncharacteristically gentle as he kissed your tears away and licked soothingly at your fresh mark.

When his knot finally went down, he carefully helped you redress, and you both knew that the heat wouldn't stay satiated for long-- you'd been begging again soon, needing to be bred constantly for the next few days at least, and now that he'd marked you nothing but his knot would suffice.

He had to carry you when he got up, you were still so weak, and you noticed him pocket your badge before he did anything else.

"Hey, let us out, too!" one of the inmates demanded as Zemo began to carry you towards the nearest exit, and the others started to protest as they realised he wasn't going to help them.

"Sorry, all," he addressed the room with a grin, "but my mate is in heat... and we have a helicopter to catch."

#alpha!zemo x omega!reader #alpha!baron zemo x omega!reader #alpha!zemo smut #saturday night sleepover

[hikarimiyanaga]

Loving You (Part 4)

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3

I want to celebrate since I just finished another exam... there are more to come but Wanda comes first so here's an update.

Warning : Omegaverse. Beta!Reader x Omega!Wanda Maximoff. Curse Words. Mentions of Bullying. S*x Talk.

Also, just tell me if I need to add more warnings so I can edit as quickly as I can.

Taglist : @mitchiesdungeon / @upsidedowndanvers

You wake up with a startle and pant. You flinch at the sound of your loud alarm and see that it was right next to your pillow.

“Jesus, what the fuck?” You took your phone and open it. You see the messages between you and Wanda. You grin and charge it before getting ready for school. Both of your parents note your chippy behavior as oppose to your usual calm.

“Morning, Ma, Mom!” You greet and grin as you get your breakfast. You eat quickly and get your bag with your phone on it. You put on your jacket and smile as you wave them goodbye.

-

You yawn as you trudge the halls, now on a mission. You see Wanda and notice that even though there is no scent coming from her, she’s not wearing a jacket. You take off yours and smile as you approach her.

“Y/N!” She smiles and you offer up your jacket.

“Want to-“ She takes it before you could finish and puts it on. “put it on?” She sniffs it and nods.

“I really like your scent.” You blush and your heart beat faster at her words. She smiles and takes your hand. “Thanks for the jacket.” You gulp and nod as she drags you to your own locker. You get your books from your locker when someone closes it with force. You manage to keep it open but glare at the owner of the hand. Janine. You get Wanda behind you.

“Y/LN.” She says and you roll your eyes. You get the last book from your locker and lock it.

“What the fuck do you want? Rumlow’s scent isn’t enough? Fucking him isn’t doing it anymore?” Janine glares and pushes you but you stay firm. Determined in not letting her get closer to Wanda.

“Shut the fuck up, Y/LN. You fucking Beta.” Wanda glares at Janine as Angel and Pietro go to her. They stop Wanda before she does something to Janine. You roll your eyes and sigh.

“Just say it and get it over with.”

“My friend, Nina is on your AP Class.” You raise an eyebrow as the said girl is dragged by Janine to you.

“So? The fuck that-“

“She needs to copy your homework. We were busy with practice and she hasn’t done it.” You look at Nina.

“What homework? Which class?”

“Um… Latin? The research one?” You scoff and shake your head.

“The one where I spent days on? The one where I had to hole myself up in the library? No fucking way. I can help with references but that’s it.”

“Oh? Really? That will be-“ Janine pushes Nina out of the way and grabs your collar. You make a face as you can practically smell her heat. Jesus, what the fuck? Compared to Wanda’s cinnamon and citrus scent. Janine’s overwhelming heat scent disgusts you. You gag and turn away.

“What the fuck, Rivera?” You open your locker and snatches a bottle from the box and hold it out to her. “At least do something about your scent! It’s making me want to vomit!” Janine growls and tries to grab you again but you dodge her. She faceplants into the ground and everyone gasps. You give the bottle to her friend and you get a piece of paper from your notebook. You write the references and give it to Nina as Janine groans and some of her goons help her stand. You sigh as she glares at you.

“T-thanks.” Nina manages to get out before running away. Janine growls and you roll your eyes.

“Want to get raped on the street? Used by asshole Alphas that have nothing better to do than prey on Omegas like you? Omegas who like to flaunt that they’re in heat and therefore can’t stop their primal instincts?” She stops and you get the bottle from her friend. You hold it out and she stares at it. “If no, then take this and spray it on yourself. I swear to god, your scent is overwhelming.”

“Rumlow wi-“

“You sure?” You cross your arms and sigh. You take her hand and put the bottle on it. “Spray it if you’re not. Trust me.” You turn and hold Wanda’s hand and you both leave as everyone just stares at you. You yawn again as you get to your first class.

-

Lunch comes and Wanda was waiting for you by the courtyard. You try to greet her but she glares at you.

“Why did you help her?” You raise an eyebrow… is she jealous? And who? You tilt your head and she scoffs.

“Who?”

“Janine.” Ah. Your bully. The one who tried to ruin your life on several occasions but never succeeded.

“Ah.” You shrug. “I meant what I said. Omegas should get help when they’re in need.”

“She-“ You hug her and smile as her scent and yours combine and hit your nose. You like this combination. You rub her back in comfort and she clings to you. You hum and carry her to the bench. You kiss her forehead and sit besides her. You take her hand and kiss it.

“Wanda. I won’t ever stop even if a person did bad things to me. Omegas deserve to be treasured. It’s unfair that they’re the only ones who get heat. That you suffer for it. So even if Janine did bully me doesn’t mean I won’t help her.” She sighs and hugs you. You rub her back.

“Why are you so nice?” You chuckle.

“I’m not nice… just.” You pull away and you get the lunch you brought for the both of you. “Let’s eat?” She knows you’re avoiding the question but shrugs it off. You’ll tell her when the time comes.

-

You’re in your final class and just like yesterday, Angel sat besides you.

“And so the project for our midterms will be in pairs.” You can hear several groans but you and Angel stay quiet. “Y/LN and Garcia.” You both turn to the professor. “You can both do it so-“

“No.” You both reject the idea and shake your heads. The professor sighs but relents.

“Okay. Dismissed.” You gather your things and Angel waits up. You stand and look at her as she holds her hand out.

“Partners?” You and Angel are the top students of this class, no doubt, so it seemed cheating to the others if your partnered up… But she’s the only one willing to pair up with you so accept it. Everyone else is either an Alpha or Omega and you’re the only Beta in this class… in Any AP class, for that matter. You take her hand and shake it.

“Deal.”

“Baby.” Natasha calls out and you both turn to her. You both go outside. Angel hugs Natasha as you get your phone out.

“Put in your number so we-“ Before you could finish, Natasha has already pushed Angel behind her and is growling at you. You raise an eyebrow and Angel can’t decide if your stupid or brave… or both… tired can be there too. It’s a known fact throughout the school that you don’t mess with any of the Avengers because of their families and each other.

“BACK OFF.” Natasha’s voice can be heard by everyone and they all stop and stare as you sigh. This is one of the things that you hate. Having attention when it’s not at all needed. You try to look at Angel but Natasha pushes her away from your line of sight.

“Romanoff, this is for our big project.” You try to reason, she still is an Alpha and you would probably break several… many bones if she did attack you. Your eye twitch as she doesn’t move. “The one where at least a quarter of our grade rides on?” She’s still growling and you groan. You couldn’t stop yourself as you cursed. “FOR FUCK’S SAKE!” No one has ever heard you shout before. Not the angry one, at least. Not even your siblings or parents did. You avoided being angry because you knew it would make the worst of yourself to come. They all flinch and Natasha gulps. Angel holds Natasha’s hand and gets to her side. “I’m not stealing Angel! She’s all yours!” You run a hand through your hair. You turn away and take deep breaths to calm yourself down. Angel pulls Natasha away and approaches you.

“Y/N.” You turn to Angel with a glare but she doesn’t get fazed and she holds out her hand. “Your phone.” You give it to her and she quickly saves her number. “Text me.” You nod and she leaves with Natasha. You sigh as you leave for the library. Everyone else disperses but with more murmurs.

Wanda spots you as you enter the library. Thankfully, with no Angel around but you seem tense. You sigh as you sit beside her.

“Are you-“ She didn’t even get to finish before you cling to her arm. You breathe in her scent and you already feel calmer. You smile as you let her presence wash over you.

“Sorry. Need to calm down.” Wanda nods and you relax as you breathe her in. After a few more minutes you pull away and sigh.

“What happened?” You groan as you put your arms on the table and lean on it.

“Natasha got jealous because I was getting Angel’s number.” Wanda tenses and you flick her forehead. “Because of a project. Don’t get jealous too.”

“Oh. What did you do?”

“Got angry and yelled.” She raises an eyebrow and closes her book.

“And?” She’s curious now.

“It’s not something I usually do.” You answer simply and look away. It was something you didn’t like talking about and Wanda picked up on it.

“Ah. Are you okay now?” You nod and smile at her.

“Thank you, Wanda.” She smiles and kisses your hand.

“You’re welcome.”

-

You hum as you get inside your house. You would stay up all night reading but you remember you made plans for tomorrow.

“You seem in a good mood.” You turn and see… both Valerie and Alsie eating with your parents. The hell are they doing here? On a Friday, no less? The hell is going on?

“Al? What?”

“Came to visit, sis. Hey.” Alsie waves at you and you nod.

“And Val?”

“Came back too. I kinda forgot something.” You sigh as you realize.

“You know.” They all flinch and look away from you. You run a hand through your hair. “How?” They all look at Valerie who groans.

“I was going to pick you up so we can follow Ma and Mom on the fancy restaurant when that girl asked… no demanded.”

“Her name is Wanda. And yes, we’re going on a date tomorrow.” Alsie cheers and you shake your head. You go to your room to change. You get down and you see that all of them are looking at you so you tell them all about her.

How she’s the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen. How her scent and presence can calm you right down. How she’s a reader like you. How you can talk to her about everything.

“When are we going to meet her?” Alsie asks and you choke on your dinner. Val chuckles and Zale glares at her as Dahlia helps you.

“Why?”

“Because? First friend and possibly girlfriend. Maybe even soulmate.”

“How do you know?” You ask and Alsie raises an eyebrow at your question.

“Know what?”

“That a person is your soulmate?” Valerie groans and Zale smacks her in the head. Alsie smiles at you.

“Simply put, sex.” Zale shakes Alsie while Dahlia looks murderous. Alsie is trying to calm Zale down while Valerie is holding in her laughter.

“She is right.” Dahlia sighs. “When two people have sex, do you know of knotting?” You nod as you finish your food.

“When an Alpha cums inside of an Omega or a Beta. Their penis gets larger and would need at least half an hour or an hour to get it back to normal before they can take it out.”

“How about marks?”

“When a person bites their partner’s neck during sex.”

“Yep. There are two kinds of marks. A mate mark and a soulmate mark. And even though only one person bites the neck. The two will have it at the same time.”

“A mate mark is smaller and would only stay for either a day or a week. It’s kind of a brand.”

“Like this.” Valerie shows hers and you hum.

“Is that from that girl?”

“Yep.” Zale sighs and Valerie sweats as she looks away.

“A soulmate mark is a permanent one.” Zale takes off her shirt. A bigger and clearer mark is on her chest and you gulp. “Like this, Your Ma gave it to me.”

“While you were making me?” Zale glares at Alsie who raises her hands.

“It appeared during our first time. It never disappeared.”

“And also, every mark is the same if it’s the first time between two people, only time would tell if they are soulmates or not.”

“So… if Wanda ever marks me… or if I even have the courage to ask her to do it with me then if it doesn’t disappear means-“

“She’s your soulmate.” You groan.

“I can’t ask her to do that! I don’t want to!”

“And that’s totally fine!”

“Are you an ace?” You glance at Valerie who is serious and you sigh.

“No. I don’t think so… but isn’t it too early for us… we haven’t even-“

“Feelings is a good indicator as well.”

“Yep. I just felt like the world stopped when I first saw Venus it was amazing.” Alsie smiles and you reciprocate it. She just looked so in love and happy. “She was just so beautiful then she smiled and I felt my heart burst. That was when I knew I had to chase her.”

“Chase?”

“Something an Alpha does whenever they find someone attractive.”

“Seriously?”

“Yep. Venus thought I was annoying but decided to give me a chance.” You chuckle and Alsie ruffles your hair. You grunt as she grins at you.

“Good luck tomorrow sis.” You sigh. Good luck indeed.

-

You put on your clothes for the date and hum as you get ready. You get your phone and the flowers you bought earlier that day.

“Looking good, Y/N.” Alsie says in approval when you got down.

“Thanks.” You look at the time and go to the door. “Bye, sis!”

“Yep. Bye!” You wave goodbye before leaving and closing the door.

-

You arrived at the spot 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time but she was already there and wearing your jacket.

“You’re early.” You grin as you approach her. She sees the bouquet in your hand and her heart beats faster. You smile and hold it out. “For you.” She takes it and smiles as she smells it.

“Thanks.” You hold out your hand and she takes it.

“You ready?” She nods with a smile.

-

It was a standard date. Movies, in which you both watched a new released rom-com. Then a dinner inside a diner that was your personal favorite to go to. You’ve decided to walk her home.

“Did you enjoy our date?” You ask nervously and Wanda laughs. You stop and she grins at you. “I’m serious.”

“You’re seriously dense.” She says and moves closer to you.

“I want to know.” She hums and grabs your jacket.

“I seriously enjoyed it.” She pulls you closer and you hum.

“Out of 10?” She laughs and pushes you away while you grin. Her laugh is one of the most beautiful sounds you’ve ever heard.

“Seriously?” You shrug and she rolls her eyes.

“100.”

“Oh.”

“Just spending time with you can equivalent to 10 and you showing me your favorite places is just icing on the cake.” You take her hand and kiss it.

“Good.” Before you both knew it, you were both standing in front of her house.

“This is me.” You hum and look at the house.

“Pretty big house.” She laughs and you smile.

“I hope we do this again?” She asks and you nod.

“I sure hope so.” You let go of her hand and kiss her on the cheek. “I like spending time with you.” She pouts and before you know it, she pulls you by your jacket and kisses you. After your initial shock, you kiss her back. She tastes like the chocolate milkshake and omelet that you both ate earlier. You pull away slightly and she smiles.

“You don’t know how much I’ve been wanting to do that.” Your heart who was beating faster than usual feels like it’s in a race. One where you chase her.

“Good. I would love to do it again.” You kiss her again but you both pull away as Pietro calls her name. You look up and Pietro waves from his room.

“Hey, Y/N!” You wave at him back.

“Hey, Pietro.” He laughs.

“Wanda, was it a nice date?” You both blush at his question and Wanda groans.

“Pietro! Get inside!” He laughs but complies. She sighs and turns to you. “Sorry about him. He ju-“ You cut her off with a kiss. You grin as you pull away.

“Good night, Wanda. I’m looking forward to that next date.” She nods as you turn and walk away.

“Nice one, sis.” Wanda turns and Pietro was at their porch.

“Shut up, Pietro.” She grumbles and gets inside. She takes off your jacket and goes to her room. She smiles as she touches her lips. God, you were such a good kisser. And your hand… felt so right against hers. Her phone pings and she checks it.

You: How does Wednesday sound?

She laughs and replies before changing. She can’t wait to see you again on Monday.

-

As soon as you open the door, your family was up and front in your face. They were all asking different questions but only one thing was on your mind… Wanda. Okay, two things, how annoying your family is.

“Guys! Stop!” You say loudly and they all stop. They look at each other and chuckle. They were just so excited to see you go on a date. The day you knew that you were a Beta, you kinda swore to them that you won’t let anything or anyone get in the way of your grades… They didn’t knew back then that you were going to be a loner or you would not be socializing but Wanda changed that.

“Sorry, little one.” Zale ruffles your hair and smiles. “We just got excited.”

“And happy.” Dahlia hugs you and you hug your mother back. Everyone joins in and you can’t help the smile on your face.

“Thank you.” For being my family, for loving me and for accepting me. You didn’t voice the rest but hoped you could let them feel your gratitude.

-

A/N:

I just searched up the Eternals.... and I already got a fic idea. Damn. I'm now wondering if I could do it for Natasha... or Wanda.

I haven't even finished this sequel and yet my head is full of ideas.

Thank you for Reading!

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